Her heart beat, stolen, like a melody unspoken. Her rhyme unknown, tone yet to be shown. Her heart quickens its pace, a dance of anticipation, when they finally meet face to face. My melody no longer unspoken, but heard, filling the air with a symphony of emotions and desires. Our notes stand still, creating a melody only we can play. The warmth of their hand on me, like a note to a sharp, adding a vibrant intensity to our melody. You add a note that doesn't technically belong but still sounds good, a rhyme where it doesn't, a delightful twist understood. I can't wait to discover the symphonies of our bond. Lets allow the melody to carry us away,deep into the ocean of own harmonies. Together we'll create soundwaves that resonate with our souls.
